hungry recognition,
peeked behind shaded drapes
the tossed scraps
I picked at the heap
that was my universe
each written word
consumed invisible
my hidden agenda
I cut bone close
enjoyed
to watch him bleed
Author notes
Option #3 http://th07.deviantart.com/fs39/300W/i/2008/334/d/2/Sillowetts_of_grey_by_KirdyBirdy.jpg
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- Picture Prompts - Reserve - no more than 20 lines by Cannonsfire.
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lol fancy you
Well done with the edits on this 
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I come back to reread my finalists and find this vastly changed and that title just grabs you straight away, the brevity employed now makes this far more personal, whereas a good write before now becomes one that at the end you just want to either shiver for this person or have a maniacal grin because you know he deserves to bleed. Well done with editing.
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*please do not comment or rate this thankyou*
Hmmm Sometimes we end up shaving off little slivers of sharp bones, perhaps a rib or two we punch now and again and we often stand in the shadows and still smile for the reason that they never really knew us at all. I like this, yes I do C
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